Left for good.




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He hopped about 1m away from where he was stationed and he was waiting for me to carry me alr. I gave him water but refused to drink neither eat. I quickly went online searching for the nearest Vet. Thanks to Nunu and Bebe, they directed me to S'goon North Ave 2 to Mount Pleasant Clinic for animals.
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By the time I was searching around, Peter Pan's head was feeling really heavy and he wants to sleep. He wanted to sleep badly. I shut my hp so that he won't hear any beepings. I got ready by 10a.m and took a cab to S'goon North. And he was feeling really stiff. His limbs were tgt. His eyes were half opened. I know chances of him surviving this is very low.
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The Moment I enter the clinic, the receptionist stared at me. He quickly send him to the room. I waited patiently outside and he came out telling me," Your rabbit is dead.." He was in there not more than 1 minture. Then he sent me to the vet and I looked at him.
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I tried to control my tears. He left for heaven 1/2 an hour before I reached the clinic. I stayed at the clinic a little while longer to learn more. Chances of death due to shredded newspapers[thanks to you-know-who] or perhaps he was too shocked by I don't know what. Anyway, she wanted to wrap him but I told her that I want to bring him home and wrap him with cotton and bury him myself. There's cremation but a little too expensive.
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My aunt called me and told me to wrap him with cotton and put him in a nice box and write wishes to him. I'll wait for bebe to knock off from work to do that. Meanwhile, I'll look for a nice box and add some ribbons and colourful papers and some wishes inside.
Due to respecting Peter Pan, I'm not taking any pictures of him lying under the towel. After that, I shall send him away in the evening. I know he will be fine in God's hands. I am going to add a tagboard after I blogged.
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Peter Pan means, the boy that never grows.
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Only hope: Tinkerbell for love.
Please don't cry for Peter Pan. He'll be happier with God in Heaven.
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YI Love You, Peter.Y
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Yours truly,
fara.